1. Of mice, men and submission (1)


    Date: 6/13/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: Chasingshadows, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    and fingers and the heat of their bodies all around me. And then, probably upon a sign I couldn’t see, slaps were falling down again. Hard and harder. In between, my skin was rubbed and pinched, and by then, I had definitely crossed a limit. My mind had become muddled and yet strangely clear, I was expecting, fearing and looking forward to each blow, felt it move from my ass to my brain and back down again all over my body. I felt nothing but those waves, now abandoning myself to them while still in fear and pain. I wasn’t fighting it, but reacting without thinking of what I was doing. Instead of being full of thoughts, I was filled with sensations. This was out of time and space. I hardly heard and even less realised when Andrew’s voice said, “Yeah, go ahead and fuck her. Not too hard though. Slow and deep. Be nice with our little slut, make her happy.” At the clicking sound of a belt opening, I almost jumped. I received two more hard slaps and felt hands spreading my ass cheeks. Fingers were going into my pussy, collecting more of my juice, spreading it over my asshole, fingerfucking me and opening me before leaving the place for something else. I felt his cock at my entrance, felt it pressing hard against my brown hole, my intimacy. My cheeks were burning and the fire spread onto my inside. He pushed his way slowly into me, little by little, deeper and deeper. Somebody pushed his fingers inside my pussy and slowly started to go in and out, in and out again. Yet another ...
    hand was finding my tits, squeezing and pinching the tips. When the cock was buried deep on the inside of me, I felt hands grab my hips firmly and he started to fuck me for real. In and out, deeper and deeper, faster and faster. The fingers in my pussy followed the lead, and went in and out, harder and faster all the time. It became too much for me, my mind was swimming between pain, a feeling of fullness I had never experienced and something else building up on the inside of me. I winced and wriggled, fighting the rope that held my wrists and the hands that were everywhere; unable to do withhold, control and even think; keen and aware of each move. All of a sudden, it stopped. “You may now apologize for your disobedience and say thank you,” I heard Andrew say. It broke out of me before I could even think. The cock was in my ass, and I wanted, needed it to go on. “I am sorry, I’m so sorry. Thank you for making me beautiful. I’m sorry! Thank you…” I repeated several times, almost as if out of my mind. “Good girl. You want Master David to go on and fuck your ass more?” I was almost desperate. “Yes, yes I do. Please!” “What a good little slut you are all of a sudden. Ask him. Name him. Beg him!” “Oh my god, please, Master David, fuck my ass, fuck me, don’t stop, this is so good, please please please…” I was ashamed of myself but couldn’t have acted differently for the life of me. He pulled out of me. And then in again, with one large and hard push, deep into my inside. He fucked me ...